Amidst the gentle rustle of ancient trees,
The whispering leaves share tales untold,
Where sunlit beams craft golden seas,
And nature’s wonders quietly unfold.

The streams that dance with joyous grace,
Carving paths through stones and time,
Reflect the sky’s serene embrace,
In a melody of rhythm and rhyme.

Mountains stand with timeless pride,
Guardians of the earth’s vast lore,
Their peaks and valleys, wild and wide,
Echo dreams of those who came before.

In fields where flowers gently sway,
Their vibrant hues a soft caress,
Nature sings her endless lay,
In whispers of eternal tenderness.